"Keep your voice down! Are you afraid that others won't hear you?"
As soon as the elevator door opened, Jian Anran heard a quarrel not far away.
There are obviously two voices, one male and one female. The girl's voice is very thin and penetrating, while the boy's voice is very deep, and you can even clearly hear that he is deliberately lowering his voice.
But these two voices have one thing in common -
Very familiar.
As soon as she got off the elevator, she couldn't help but look around, and her eyes finally fell on the two pulling figures at the end of the corridor.
The end of the corridor is probably a popular spot for teachers and classmates from the architecture department to whisper, but judging from Jian Anran's only two eavesdropping experiences, this place is far from being as far away and inaudible as everyone imagined.
The corridor, which is open on both sides and sealed in the middle, is like a microphone. The whispers there can be heard clearly even from this end of the corridor.
Probably sensing Jian Anran on the other side of the corridor, Vice President Xiang and Xiangyi who were pulling at the other end quickly stopped their movements.
"Ahem!" The Vice Chancellor cleared his throat and patted his collar deliberately.
Subconsciously looking away, Jian Anran walked straight towards the office, and from time to time behind her came the sound of their uncle and nephew pulling back and forth over whether to go or not.
Where to go? Where not to go? Until she walked to the office, Jian Anran couldn't figure out what they were fighting about.
"I heard that Mr. Li's medicine will be changed for the last time in the hospital today. We will go over it with him today with the plan." As soon as she opened the door of the office, Jian Anran heard Mi Yingying talking to Song Qi about today's schedule.<
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By the way, she was going to the hospital! Only now did she suddenly remember that she was in the hospital that day and saw Su Yiqi just coming down from Xiangyi's ward.
"Senior sister, can I ask you something?" Jian Anran suddenly spoke.
"What?" While busy with the documents in her hands, Mi Yingying did not look back.
"I think I heard you say last time that Senior Xiangyi is in hospital?"
"Shua—" After hearing that it was a topic she was interested in, Mi Yingying pushed hard and pushed her chair to Jian Anran's desk.
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Mi Yingying immediately opened her eyes and raised her ears with concentration, "Have you heard any gossip?"
Jian Anran waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, I just suddenly thought that last time I heard you said she was in hospital, I was a little curious about what happened to her."
Hearing this, Mi Yingying screamed, "Don't mention it, someone from the dormitory next to ours met Xiangyi in the hospital. It was the vice president who took her there with him. I heard that she stayed in the psychiatric department for three days.
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"I guess she saw that the plagiarism incident was getting bigger and the Prime Minister was anxious to make up all kinds of excuses for her. It's a common practice." Mi Yingying shrugged.
Psychiatry?
But as far as I could see, psychiatry didn't seem to be what Xiangyi wanted to go to. It was hard for Jian Anran not to think of the words she heard in the coffee shop yesterday.
"If only everyone were like you."
"That's why you, the vice-dean, think I led her astray."
And Su Yiqi’s wry smile, as well as the Vice Chancellor’s bad attitude towards him.
Is this still the dark period when people who like the same sex will be dragged into electric shocks?
"An Ran, An Ran!" Mi Yingying's voice brought her back to reality, "What are you thinking about? Why are you in a daze."
"It's okay," she smiled and shook her head, then took a piece of information from the filing cabinet. "There are so many things that it's hard to find them all at once."
"Indeed," Mi Yingying nodded in agreement, "I searched for a long time last time and couldn't find the report on the proposal. I have to find time to sort it out."
Not to mention the career achievements of the Vice-President, at his age, he has probably caught up with the most glorious 20 years of the construction industry, and he is the one who can reap the dividends of the times.
Quoting something she had seen on the Internet from the president of a mobile phone company: "Standing on the wind, even pigs can fly."
In the past, the threshold for the construction industry was definitely not as high as it is now.
When getting along with others, Jian Anran always feels that she is "deducted points".
Strong, extremely controlling, and still powerful, just for these points alone, the Vice Chancellor almost got a negative score in Jian Anran's heart.
"Senior sister," she suddenly said, "should we go and see Xiangyi?"
Mi Yingying looked surprised, even a little disgusted, "Why are you going to see her? Didn't you start to feel overflowing with sympathy when you heard she went to the hospital?"
Mi Yingying always speaks straightforwardly.
"Besides, because of her plagiarism, all the winning bids in our studio have been thrown away. Until now, we haven't even apologized. It's great to have a vice president as an uncle." Mi Yingying felt that there was no yin and yang strange words.
I feel uncomfortable.
The plagiarism incident was probably because Wen Siheng did not spend money on public relations. It was listed on the hot search in the same city for several days, until he posted the task division of the project and also disclosed some documents along with it. After proving his innocence, public opinion
It gradually calmed down.
But it’s obvious that the Vice President spent money on public relations, or else the netizens in Luojiang City are not interested in the truth at all, and there are almost no voices condemning Xiangyi online.
There were only a few Weibo posts from time to time to defend Wen Siheng, but they were quickly censored after being posted.
Peace has returned to the Internet, with only some advertisements posted by big Vs in the same city about pop-up events in shopping malls in Luojiang at the end of November.
"Ring ring ring——" The phone in the office suddenly rang. Under the piles of documents, everyone couldn't even find out where the phone was.
"Hello, this is Wen Siheng's studio at Luojiang University. Who are you looking for?" Mi Yingying immediately picked up the receiver and said.
Jian Anran and Song Qi both looked at Mi Yingying. She was a little surprised at first when she heard the other person's voice, then she frowned, listened carefully to what the other person said, and finally hurriedly picked up a blank sheet.
Paper, I don’t know what to write on it.
"Actually, I can go too." Mi Yingying suddenly said to the other end of the phone.
I don’t know what was said over there, but she seemed to compromise: “Okay.”
After hanging up the phone, Jian Anran was immediately curious: "Senior sister, who called just now?"
This is the first time they have heard this phone call since they joined the studio. They originally thought that the phone was idle.
Later, when Song Qi couldn't find his cell phone, he used the phone once and realized that it could work normally.
"Our teacher," Mi Yingying muttered, not knowing what to write on the paper while picking up a pen, "he asked you to go to the People's Hospital in the city center, the office on the 13th floor of the inpatient area. Mr. Li left some information in the hospital.
, I don’t know who took it and put it there, asking you to get it back.”
